"Now is the time!"
As Power surged, Chu Xiu vanished like a specter amidst the wave of destruction, only to reappear behind "Zhu Jiu!"
"Die!"
Chiwen, wielding unparalleled might, slashed down heavily!
"Boom!"
Even though Zhu Jiu evaded at the first moment, the frenzied Sword Qi still shattered most of his body, with remaining Energy continuously decomposing his severed body, preventing his self-healing Ability.
Suffering such a heavy blow, unless he possessed some Secret Technique to resurrect, death seemed inevitable.
However, knowing his end was near, Zhu Jiu's face showed no fear, merely murmuring to himself, "Hmm... failing to replicate the Candle Dragon's blood is truly inadequate."
As he spoke, his remaining half-body suddenly dissolved into a pile of black sand, scattering on the ground.
Chu Xiu bent down, picked up a few grains of fine sand, and scrutinized them with a frown, unable to decipher this suddenly appearing entity.
